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4 Books That Help Ease My Anxiety During Rough Phases
I have been reading books ever since I learned how to read. I started with fairy tales and fantasy fiction, as all children do, and kept branching out to other genres all through my life. Now I read everything under the sun.
By Aditi Balaji5 years ago in Psyche
Everything you do prepares you for the next step
When I was an art teacher, I taught an art camp for one week at my local children’s museum. I made a collage as an example for my campers that we didn’t end up using, but I loved it, so I kept it to use in my classes later.
By Jen Blalock5 years ago in Psyche
The Beauty of Quilling
Quilling is an art form utilizing strips of paper to create designs. Artwork can vary from minimalistic to highly intricate. While at first glance, quilling may seem complicated - with a little patience and practice - anyone can learn this art medium.
By Jennifer Parr5 years ago in Psyche
Regretting Regretting
My biggest regret is spending so much time regretting. Oh sure I can list oh so many cringeworthy moments. Mishaps with bodily functions. Bra straps showing. Green food in teeth. Colossal errors in people’s names, especially when in front of fifty people I’ve mixed up Mr. Chiang with Mr. Lee, or Ms. Gomez with Ms. Fuentes. All the times I didn’t listen – I thought he was joking when he said the price tag was showing on my hat that I went on to wear for months. All the times I was unintentionally cruel. Or cruel out of my own indecisiveness. All the times I was careless or lazy – why did I wreck that guy’s performance by not learning the words and harmony to the song we were singing together? All the times I laughed too loud and kept repeating the same lame remark. Or did I? Was I just carefree and fun? Oh, the rumination.
By Ida Verity5 years ago in Psyche
"Don't You Miss Drinking?"
I guess the best way to start this is just to dive right in. My name’s Emily, I’m an alcoholic and I’m very open about it, which, to each their own it’s anonymous for a reason, I’m just not a good rule follower. I know for a fact that it catches people off guard when I offer up this little morsel about myself. How do I know? Because it’s usually followed by “really?!” (yes really, thanks for asking), or “Oh no you’re not!” (oh, but I am), or my favorite, “but you don’t look like an alcoholic!” (now tell me, what exactly does an alcoholic look like?).
By ec from cle5 years ago in Psyche
Morning routine
Peering into the woman who stood before me, I got lost in the uncertainty of her glare. Unemotive eyes hiding the tension held between her shoulders, pulling her posture inward. The routine sigh wasn’t deep enough to release the tightness that wrapped around her chest. Quiet judgments filled the air, even in silence they were all I could hear, I guess I never quite learned how to love the reflection I saw in the mirror. Clumsily, I collect my things. Frightened by the echo of my mascara hitting the bathroom sink, still not a cacophony bold enough to bring me back to the moment. I had drifted down the deserted path of my anxieties, absent of the wisdom I held my standards to, and there was no end in sight. Alerted by the reverberating call coming from my torn coat pocket, it was time to force myself out the door.
By TheLateBloom 5 years ago in Psyche
Rules To My Life.
I have suffered from depression for a little more than half of my life. It is a rough road to living and being satisfied when dealing with depression. Throw in a little obsessive-compulsive disorder and you really have a recipe for some fun thought and behavioral patterns. I require a set of rules to keep myself above water. Through the creation of these 'life rules,' I have made it easier to enjoy my life. Let's just get right down to it;
By Franchessica Hannawacker 5 years ago in Psyche
